Thursday, June 24, 2004
Sunset on Solstice
Sunset on SolsticeI stepped from the pavement onto the warm sand. It crunched under my feet and immediately covered my soles with a coat of dust. The beach was packed. There were people everywhere. Circles of drummers and dancers surrounded bonfires and their music filled the air. The music mingled seamlessly with the laughter and shouts of those on the beach.
I walked toward the water. The tide was up, the water lapped at the beach and toes of those children still lingering at the waters edge. No one wanted the day to end.
Near me there was a group of families gathered together. They were about to embark of a traditional dive into the water. I watched as four men, all dressed in dark blue swim trunks, dared each other to be the first into the water. One by one they dove into the chilly water as the sun began to set.
Words cannot describe the feeling I had on the beach that night. I stood, listening to the thrum of the drums as the beats intensified. I stood watching the sun descend from the sky covering everything in its orange-pink glow. The laughter dies down. Soon the only noise was the drums, beating, the separate circles came together in rhythm. The sounds melding into a frantic hum.
As the sun reached its lowest point and disappeared from the sky a cheer went up from the beach. A feeling of happiness washed over me. I was right where I was supposed to be.
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As you wake in the morning
What do you feel?
Does a rush of happiness
wash over you when,
Suddenly, you realize you are alive?
